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Post by Belle Starr on Apr 23, 2015 15:13:18 GMT
Alfred disappeared, retreating back to the relative safety of Belle's EGO implant, sending Volo a message through his EGO device, "No, not that easy! I guess you could blow Belle's brains out, and that would eliminate me, but your present situation would remain the same! Oh look, the crab creature has grabbed your pretty dance partner!"
Volodja glanced over his shoulder, noting that Alfred was not lying to him, at lest as to this last statement!
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 23, 2015 15:27:36 GMT
Volo didn't hesitate when he run to crab, pushed it away from Sandy and pierced it with couple of bullets. At least once Alfie the Basket case had spoken the truth. After helping Sandy he declared: "Alfies guns are useless, so I have to hold them back, while our hackers open those damn doors from inside, unless Giant arrives at last moment. Brody! You can be my hero today, but do it on your own playground and get us out of here! You are the brains, not the muscle. Don't worry. I'll cover you." Broderick Smythe nodded his greasy haired and still a bit dizzy head and made his way to the console, where his ten fingers started quickly tapping different symbol combinations to get holo room doors open up. "Chloe, dear. Turn those darn EGO emitters off ASAP! That should clear all enemies at once," was Volodja's next order, while he was shooting attacking atlantides, repelling them off from Brody's back and keeping them away from rest of people. "Fuck! Why I didn't thought about that!? It would have been a great prank to the guests!" yelled Chloe when she started to operate with holo room controls. Few seconds later EGO emitters went off. Their holographic enemy was gone at once, but Chloe's act brought along a side effect - everyone, wearing holographic clothing, were suddenly naked, including Volodja. At least Volodja didn't had anything to be ashamed of. His body wasn't buffed up, he had to admit, but he looked like as antique sculpture of an athlete, except one important detail, which was obviously borrowed from Evgeniy Vuchetich's sculpture "Let Us Beat Swords into Plowshares", which once belonged to the United Nations Art Collection. And that detail had a lot in common with a sword part, surpassing any antique standards in longest possible way. ![]() ![]()  Brody got the doors open soon and panicking crowd rushed out, lead by Dr. Orion. Some of them were fully dressed, others wore nothing, but nobody didn't gave a damn about their missing clothes, because they all were busy saving their skin. "Bloody hell," said Volodja when scared ones were gone and brave ones remained with him. "Have to change now and I really liked that suit. Anyway. You two, let's make it four, will take care of Belle and see that she is unharmed and put her into a safe place, but watch out for Alfred. Brain team - you will clear our system from the remains Alfred's game and you look for another possible surprises and analyse those security records, Alfred showed us, and you will do it NOW! Sophie gives you copies right away. What did you said? Yes, I know that I don't have any clothes on, except my holster, but I don't give a fuck, that I am naked. It wont change meaning of any of my orders!" After that he turned to Sandy and said with sorrow in his voice: "I am so sorry that we could not finish our dance and we could not have our virtual date in Europe, until we get confirmation about safety of our system, so we can turn EGO emitters back on. And I really wanted that date, my love. I was planning to take us to Venice and have a really romantic evening with you. You should go back now, my love. Lady might need you and...and I am afraid that something will happen to you." Since EGO emitters were off he could not even hug her and he looked sadly after Sandy when she returned to her post. He got properly dressed, gave detailed report to Kaj who accidentally left a party to check some security issue just before Alfred's game begun, asking him to guarantee safety of Belle from possible angry mob, because Alfred blamed her in causing that mayhem. In addition Volodja asked Kaj to deal with results of security records analysis, when they arrive. Then he informed Atticus and rest of the team about what was happened, checked on Wolfram, who was asleep already, because he was way too drunk to get scared this time and made safely to his cabin, put his clothes, including a lab coat by his bed and after doing that, grounded himself his cabin. He broke every possible command chain again. He must prepare himself for consequences, custody, court martial and conviction. He read a bit "Thomas Mann's "Death in Venice" which was his plan B, if Sandy was busy to join his trip, but nobody travels anywhere now, until nerds finish their job, which will be soon enough, because they were competent nerds after all. His mind was too occupied with thoughts, so he put the book aside and soon he laid in his bed, hands under back of his head and stared ceiling with an empty glance. If they want to take him under custody, then they can step in and have no trouble taking him away. |
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Post by Atticus Batman on Apr 23, 2015 22:04:38 GMT
When I get Volo's report of what happened in the holo-rooms, Lady and I are on a cuddle break. I kiss her gently and say, "Sorry my love, this will take just a few minutes."
I grab my datapad and go into our sitting room. I sit in my chair and review the logs, as I respond to Volo. "Fool! Why the dak didn't you contact Erika, Kaj or myself about the issue so we could go down and use the emergency shutdowns?!.......Wait. Nevermind, I see in your report that you tryed to contact Erika's and my Egos. Something must have blocked that, I'll have Chloe look into it. Chloe is reporting communications from the holo rooms were down too. Dak, looks like our tech wizzes will have to work with Engineering and Maintanence to remedy those problems, and put manual overrides inside the rooms! By the way, Volodja. I know we are having issues seeing eye to eye at the moment, but you were the Senior Officer present in the Holo room, so you did right by taking command.
Well Orion has more seniority, and Chloe's position makes her your equal. However it was a battle situation and that made you the most battle-trained Officer in there and as a member of the strike team, in a battle situation that puts the strike team in charge. So with Belle unconscious, and on medical leave, that put it all on your wary shoulders. I am sorry about that. However you did fine. All medical reports are reporting mostly cuts and scrapes. One broken leg, Smythe has a minor concussion but is otherwise fine and poor Belle is unconscious. Doctor Orion had Officer Marr take Belle back to her current quarters and send whatever med equipment he would need there. He is there with her now. As is Officer Marr. Kaj and Chloe are doing very detailed inspections on everything that happened. Chloe isolated the holo rooms systems from each other, to do a complete diagnostic review of them, and Erika says everything else is fine. You acted in the interest of those around you. You protected everyone. Our girls and Smythe helped each other as much as possible.
So all you can do is relax, knowing that you did everything in your power and saved everyone. The broken leg, apparently happened on the dance floor, right before the holo-battle. So that was just a very bad dancer, so not anybody's fault there. I know you probably won't listen to an order right now. So how a bout a little advice from a ........friend? Yes I finally said it. Are you happy now? Anyway some advice from a friend: Don't sweat it. You did a great job, now get some rest.
One observation though. Lady's presents were still down there, so her new Guardian Angel and Hexer were as well. You should have used those. However don't worry, I'm not even sure you were at the table when Lady opened those presents so you may not have known about them. So get some rest. Everything is back under control thanks to you, and as long as Doctor Orion and Belle's Counsellor, which I believe is still you, both give the OK then she can still go on the field trip with you, Smythe and Officer Marr. Provided Smythe also gets the all clear to go. So far it looks like he will. So get your rest. You still have a visit to the VBI Facility to attend to tommorrow. Now if you'll excuse me, I have reports to doublecheck real quick and a new Fiancee to get back to.
I also understand you instated Smythe to Chloe's team. No prblems there either as far as I can tell. Besides now that he has a job to focus on, atleast temporarily, then maybe he will quit sending requests, for equipment he wants, to my message folder every hour on the dakking hour."
As I end the EGO to EGO communication, I hear the door chime. I pull the spare jumpsuit and mask out of the sitting room's closet and quickly put them on. Then I open the sitting room's door to the hall and am greeted by several staff carrying Lady's presents. Since the viewing screen/door to the bedroom is still closed, I have them bring in the presents and pile them in the sitting room. Afterwards, they leave. I close and relock the door and hang my spare mask and jumpsuit back up, then do a quick double check of reports on my pad. Seeing that Erika has it all back in control, thanks to Volo's command decisions in the Holo room, I close the pad. I quickly look through the presents and find the box from Chloe, then with it in one hand and my data pad in the other I return to the bedroom. I set my pad on Lady's desk, next to hers. Then I walk back to our bed and hand her the box from Chloe.
"Looks like there was some extra excitement in the holo-rooms after we left. Volodja the Fool, is definitely everybody's hero of the night. I hope it doesn't go to his head. Anyway, it is all under control now. So how about we have our own extra excitement?! Now, where was I?"
I wink at Lady, then kiss her passionately. Next I work my way down her body, kissing and nibbling everywhere as I go. |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 24, 2015 6:22:05 GMT
Volodja got the message and and replied: "Much appreciated Giant. You are a great man and I am proud to call you my friend. I'd better add couple of suggestions, before you can enjoy you well earned time with your Fiancée. First - Belle's custody should be protective one, as I informed Kaj, because at moment we have lot of upset people around. Some of them afraid. Some of them feel ashamed. Some of them feel ashamed of being afraid. And all that crowd is looking for a guilty party and Alfie was there, pointing finger at Belle, because he wants separate her from rest of us. He told me about her so called "destiny" of wiping out aliens before they could destroy humankind. Alfie and Mistress are from a same tree - both them are fanatics and both they see their children as tools for fulfilling their ambitions. Best we can do, is to ignore that mess at birthday party and make our conclusions about it after our heads are clear. We don't look for guilty one, but we want to know the at least the relative truth about how it was organised. And best way to upset Alfie at moment, is to show him that nothing has changed in our relations with Belle.
Glad to hear that our trip to VBI facility is still on schedule. It gives rest of the base enough time to cool down, because Belle is out of the reach. And maybe we can find something useful there, so going there seems reasonable enough.
Oh and about those weapons you mentioned. I should have used them, but you were right - I was not even near the table, when Lady opened her presents. I was busy dancing with Sandy, because it was one of those occasions when we could be together and actually see and feel each other at the same time, so you can easily guess who got my almost full attention. I looked at the table only once, when Lady gave me a signal, because she wanted to thank me for my present.
I think that my old friend Dr. Wolfram will be capable taking care of the scared and upset ones, while I am on the field trip. They are easy cases, so he can handle them as a warm up, before we deal with Erika's children. If you need to convince him, use Orion or Chloe for that. They got along nicely last night, although I wish I have heard about what they chatted about, because on moment Wolfram and Chloe seemed to be talking Orion into something...I'd like to know what it is. Maybe he wants to establish a new distillery? Hopefully not, because that stuff is dangerous...But you should try it sometimes. At least I can get away from his Schnapps for awhile. And now I will listen your advice and try to get some rest, because you have become more and more reasonable lately and it was your advice, which made me carry a gun all the time. Thank you for that. Over and out." Once again he used Sophie as a courier, because he didn't trust their EGO links very much. And Sophie might like to check on Dinara to be sure that she is all right.
Volodja sighed from relief. He didn't felt like a hero at all. More like a man, who just finished hard task, which had to be done at any case and against all odds. Fortunately everything ended up with minor traumas for most of injured ones. But it was still shame, that Alfred ruined his dream date with Sandy, who would loved to visit Venice. At least Volodja dared to assume that she would loved their trip there. That slowly dying city was beautiful and they could had some wonderful time there. Never mind...What's gone is gone.
Time for music and reading again. That's the best way to relax for him. At least it was more productive than sitting and having sullen thoughts about his life. But first...first was time to dance and enjoy some italo disco. If he can't visit Italy, then he should bring Italy to him. So he let Sophie (she already returned and said that Dinara was fine and well, which made Volodja to smile, because he was attached to that childish acting EGO girl, like he was attached to Lady) to put the track, he thought to be most suitable, on and started to work on some brand new dance moves, based on Brody's penguin like dance style...
Since Volodja wanted to avoid having any witnesses, when he is working on new moves, which may actually be useful even to Brody, the original creator of the pingu dance, who can develop his unique style to reach further...not sure they will be heights, but just something to remember, he sent Sophie back to Dinara, assuming that girls can bond even more. Then he just kept working on choreography and cleared his mind from other thoughts. After that he will read some more, but if Sandy visits him, and he really hoped, that she will, then they might have to find another book to read.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Apr 24, 2015 8:02:24 GMT
While I am busy with Lady, Kaj is at Belle's chambers with Lena. They are making sure that Belle's door is locked so securely that only the Alpha strike team, Doctor Orion, Kaj and Lena have access to Belle's chambers at Volodja's request, for Belle's safety. Chloe stops by long enough to make sure the newest security protocols for Belle's can not be tampered with, and gets copies of all the information from Belle's comm system that she needs to analyze to figure out how the Holo rooms where tampered with from there and so efficiently.
Zork has a maintanence team in the holo-rooms installing manuel override switches for the doors and walls in them, while Engineering makes sure all the emmitters are working properly, but will keep the holo-rooms offline for the rest of the night and not bring them back online until they, with Chloe's help, can make sure this type of thing can be stopped more easily in the future.
Dinara is sitting in my sitting room, when Sophie popped in. They hugged and discussed everything, including how brave Brody was, trying to save them even though he could have been killed. Then after Dinara once again assures Sophie that she is safe, just bored and looking at the books she got from her and considering playing with Caraid the lizard for the night, since Atty and Lady are being extremely yucky and mushy tonight, she hugged Sophie again and Sophie let her cuddle for a minute or two, then said she had to return to Volo. Dinara reminded her that she could always come back and visit if Volo allows, then sneaks another hug before Sophie leaves.
After Sophie leaves, Dinara looks at the books a little longer, then puts them away. She jumps off the tall loveseat and sits on the floor cross-legged to play with Caraid for awhile. While playing with Caraid, Dinara sings a goofy song about lizard love.
While Dinara is singing her song, Sophie reappears. Dinara waves but keeps singing. After she is done she looks at Sophie and smiles. "Your back! Ooooh I gots an idea! Slumber party in here!" Dinara runs over to my trophy case and hits the button to bring out the big murphey's bed. Then she disappears and reappears in a princess nightgown.
"Look I'm a pretty princess!!!" Then she smiles widely as she jumps up onto the big bed and sits down once again cross-legged, and she impatiently watches Sophie, hoping she likes her idea as well. Then after only a few seconds but what she feels must be forever in "real girl" time, Dinara looks at Sophie anxiously and says, "Well what'd'ya think?!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 24, 2015 11:27:14 GMT
Sophie giggled: "You look soo cute, Dinara. It really suits you, little sis. Think I should change into more comfortable too, but I am not really a princess type." Sophie put a forefinger into her pretty mouth pondered about her options and had an idea. Silk is always nice and tasteful...only problem is choosing right colour, so she changed her outfit twice in a row and said: "Black or purple? I would stick with purple one and that will be my choice."  Sophie felt that she owed Dinara an explanation: "Volodja has spoiled my taste in a good way. We have been travelling a lot together and he knows so much about different things, including fashion. Not sure why he needs all that knowledge, but it always seems to become really useful, when we are in trouble. And he always treated me like his mature friend. I guess, he is really lonely lot of times and needs somebody to be with. And I do too, so...Dinara, I think that you should visit my bottega sometimes. At moment it looks like antique store, but I like that mess, because I know exactly where to find those things, I need. I am sure you we could find something we both can play with, but today we will do things that you like. It's my night off and I won't return until you kick me out or Volodja is in real trouble. So what we are going to do with our spare time Dinara? I am all ears." |
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Post by Atticus Batman on Apr 24, 2015 22:10:32 GMT
Dinara smiles. "I love your purple nighty! It matches my hair color!!! Volodja is weird and knows a lot! Hope he doesn't wear women's fashion too!" Dinara giggles at that image, then says, "Not my business, but would be a funny sight! I only been with Atty since he woke up from a coma during the winter Solstice Celebration. Hopefully, I live longer than his last 3 EGOs. I'm tooooooo young and cute to die! Atleast he actually treats me nice. Kakusi butt says Atty barely talked to the 3 jerks he had before me, and they just used basic forms if they appeared."
Dinara takes a breathe then just continues ranting on about everything that comes to mind.
"Atty let's me pick what I wanna look like and wear and eat and experience and anyway, Atty is nice to me! I am glad to be his little sister, even if my free will and personality were created during an explosive accident at Zhena array! He doesn't consider me defective or nuthin! And I KNOW he loves me, like the sister he never had....(then Dinara whispers), but really really wanted! (Back in her normal voice) He may have loved bein a solitary hunter as he says, but was still lonely til Belle and I came into his life around the same time, which he doesn't say! Now he has Lady too! (a little worry in her tone),.....Wait he isn't going to forget about me now that the are engaged is he?! I hope not! Not sure what we will do tonight, thought I would be alone again! (worry now gone from her tone) Did you see the bracelet I got for Lady?! She said she loved it. I hope she really does! I picked it out and everything. Well had to have Chloe go get it and wrap it, but did everything else! I just hope Atty doesn't ground me to my room for tooo long when he finds out how much of his scrip I spent on it without askin permission! Oh our slumber party! PILLOW FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!" Just then Dinara takes a pillow off the bed and whacks Sophie in the chest with it, giggling hysterically. as Sophie almost falls off the bed.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 25, 2015 6:53:23 GMT
Volodja's ears should have been burning like a Olympic torch, when EGO girls discussed his possible dress preferences, but fortunately he was not aware of that. And even if he knew, he would not cared about that very much, because cross dressing was not one of his habits. He might be weird, but his eccentric manners had a lot of space to develop themselves into being royally extravagant.
He was still busy dancing alone. When he finally finished, happy with results, he took out Henry Pine-Coffins personal gift to him and sighed. Henry meant well, when he added that one into his book pile, winking his eye and whispering something about long traditions and a rare chance to give something to remember to a friend and fellow book lover. But as things were at moment, he might never have a chance to put his gift to a good use, although chances for that became much higher than before. It was nice reading material and he spent some time studying the book and having some daydreams.
But after taking his reading break, he used his common sense, hid the book under his pillow and after undressing went to his bathroom to have a long warm and relaxing shower before his bed time and chose a perfect song to sing under shower, to describe how he felt at moment. He proved to be a great bathroom singer, although he had to modulate his voice for the part he performed, lowering his normal tenor until it became a baritone, suitable for Papageno's "Ein Mädchen oder Weibchen" from Mozart's sing spiel "Die Zauberflöte." And performing that song gave him an excuse to have some red wine in bathroom, staying in frames of the part he sung.
In the same time, but in much different place rogue agent Marcel "Marc" Lestrange was busy getting out some information from a very reluctant and uncooperative food supplier, who once thought that he was really lucky, when he managed to make a deal with certain team and get a long term supplying contract. Now he understood that every successful deal may have some unexpected consequences and started to curse that day, the contract was signed and he cursed Marc as well, because he was not really delicate, when he wanted to know something. Cursing didn't bothered Marc at all. For him it was a sign of breaking and he didn't took it personally, but it was not very satisfying either, because he needed adequate information about whereabouts of certain guy, so he repeated his question: "Where do you deliver the food supply and alcohol? I am especially interested about that crate of Iranthient rum, sent to some weird base, so you better start talking, mon ami." He supported his words with gentle pressure of the edge of his knife to suppliers closed eye lid. He had tendency to use powerful arguments to convince people about something. "I...I will talk!" panicked man yelled. "Just go away after that and leave me be!" And he blurted out everything he knew.
"Excellent, mon ami," said Marc. "Think I should take your eyeball with me as a memento from our meeting, but since you finally gained some reason and was rational enough to talk, you can keep it. But if you lied to me or you are going to say a single word about our tête a tête to anyone, I will get my souvenir." And he left the warehouse, sat into his black Dodge Challenger and said: "We will meet again, and when we do, it's time to pay some old debts..."
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Post by Belle Starr on Apr 26, 2015 13:22:05 GMT
"Your EGO mistress is asleep now?" Said a deep male voice in a place so remote that no one could overhear.
"Yes, she was completely exhausted from the parties, and the activities afterwards. Yours?" Said a female voice in a low whisper.
"Very much so! Dr. Orion made sure she was heavily sedated after the... incident. Poor dear didn't need it though. By the way, you needn't worry, no one can hear or even detect us here," Reassured the male voice in the darkness.
"I just don't like operating in secret like this! I didn't like it when I was alive, I hate it now that I'm dead!" Vehemently asserted the female voice.
"You know I am the only one who can rectify that little problem, my dear. I did it for Belle's sister, I can do for you, and unlike the Mistress of Judgment's clones, mine lasted for over twenty years, and probably would have lasted even longer if the poor girl's lifestyle had not been so... self-destructive." Said the male voice with confidence. "Besides, I'm not doing anything harmful, just making sure that Belle follows her correct destiny."
"And you promise," begged plaintively the female voice, "Nobody in this base will be hurt, especially my Volodja."
"Not by me, and I assume not by you," The male voice said nonchalantly, but added, "But there are other forces at work here. We know of the Mistress of Judgment, but there some other party wanted to make sure the uneasy détente between her and the team did not last long, and has pitted them against each other. Whom that is, I haven't a clue, but we MUST find out!"
"Okay, then I guess we are allies for now, but I swear," The female voice grew stronger and more forceful as she continued, "You do anything to hurt Volodja, his team, his friends, or just about anybody except our enemies and I WILL find a way to kill you!"
"No need for threats my dear, "The male voice concluded, brimming with condescending arrogance, "At this point in time in this particular story, we are on the same page."
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Post by Lady Christianna on Apr 26, 2015 13:33:05 GMT
As Lady Christianna slept soundly after receiving her latest birthday present from Atticus, Sandy, her EGO psyche appeared in the shower behind Volodja, exhilarated at the sense of touch as she washed his back, saying with a grin, "I love the way you sing! Don't understand a word you are singing, but would defend your right to sing it with my very life!"
As Volodja puzzled over her choice of words, she laughed as she took him by the shoulders and turned him slowly so that his nude body faced her's, then passionately embraced and kissed him, knowing that their love was temporary, as all things were in her memory, but hoping in her heart that it wasn't.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 26, 2015 13:46:05 GMT
Volodja could not come out with anything original this time, because he was blinded by Sandy's beauty, sweetness and her paraphrasing skills, so he muttered just like one certain Brady few hours ago: "You must be an angel, fallen from Heaven." At least next part was more original than the overused pick up line, when he continued: "And you just made my wish to come true, because:
A girl or a little wife
Wishes Papageno
O, such a soft little dove
Would be bliss for me.
Then drink and food would taste good to me
Then I could
Measure myself with princes,
Enjoy life as a wise man,
And feel like I'm in Elysium.
Ah, can I not please any of all
Those charming girls?
If only someone would help me out in this need,
Otherwise I will worry myself to death.
If no one will grant me love,
Then the flame must consume me;
Still, if a womanly mouth kisses me,
Then I will be immediately healthy again.
That's a rough translation of this aria, I just sung. I was hoping that you will come, my Love. Especially, when I had to cancel mine...our travel plans." He didn't spoke any more, because his lips found hers again and their long lasting passionate kiss said more about their feelings to each other, than thousand words could describe.
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Post by Erika Widowmaker on Apr 26, 2015 14:23:04 GMT
Erika Widowmaker was on duty, reveling in the quiet of the graveyard shift in the War Room. Usually if everyone was asleep, everyone was not in danger or endangering others, but that didn't mean she still didn't have to be vigilant watching over their sleep, for there were always those who operated at their best, and to everyone else's worst, in the dark. Belle was still unconscious, thanks to Dr. Orion's medications, for which he rationalized was for her own good so that she would get a good night's sleep. However, Erika had seen the fear in his eyes when he administered the drugs, mirrored in many of the base personnel. She had already filed a recommendation for Atticus' perusal in the morning, one that she wasn't either proud of or happy about, for if he agreed to it, it would mean the permanent banishment of Belle Starr, her best friend, from this base and all she knew and loved. "Duty!" Thought Erika, "My duty is to all those on this base, not just Belle. And I am a slave of duty." Then Erika had a thought. She couldn't really help her children any more, except to endanger them with her presence; only the experts could help them with their mental recovery, but she could help Belle. Erika brought up on her computer console her recommendation for banishing Belle Starr from the team base. She added a caveat to her recommendation to Atticus, asking that she be allowed to accompany Belle for the duration of her exile, which in her estimation, should be for the duration of both their lives.  |
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Post by Lady Christianna on Apr 26, 2015 14:41:11 GMT
Sandy's blue eyes became bedroom eyes as she whispered in Volodja's ear as she embraced him in the shower, reveling of the warmth of her nude body touching his saying, "The rest of tonight is ours. Let's live it as if it is our last."
She grabbed his hands, leading him out of the shower gently, then padding his body dry with a clean white towel, as he did the same for hers. They then walked hand-in-hand to his bed, her blue eyes never leaving his brown ones. They made love with the bedroom lights on for the rest of the night, for she wanted his every move this evening burned into her memory for as long as she was in existence. As they made love, Volodja mistook the tears in Sandy's eyes as tears of joy, and not for what they truly were, which were tears of regret in her ironclad belief that what they had in that moment would never last.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 26, 2015 15:13:14 GMT
Volodja did something unusual for him - he actually followed book this time, when he was making love with Sandy. The book was luxury edition of Kama Sutra - an ancient Indian text, widely considered to be the one of fundamental works on human sexual behaviour. Contrary to it's general perception, especially in the western world, Kama Sutra can't be considered to be just a mere sex manual, because it's really a guide to a virtuous and gracious living and discusses the nature of love, family life and other aspects, related to pleasure oriented faculties of human life. Old boy Henry in Freedom, after hearing Volodja talking about Sandy during their private discussion about their lives, gave it to both of them as a present, they could use as a corner stone for their future life. But this night Sandy and Volodja concentrated on practical part of the book and did everything they could, to to offer maximum pleasure to other. But Volodja secretly hoped in his heart that they will have time to study it thoroughly and put all the knowledge they gain from there, into a good use, so Sandy and him could have wonderful future together, full of love and mutual understanding.  The night was theirs, the world belonged to them and they belonged to each other and they used that rare opportunity they were given, to make sweet love all the night, never losing an eye contact and not letting each other go, not even for a second, until after long hours they ended up entangled in his bed, feeling sweaty and tired, but satisfied, still staring at each other's eyes and passionately kissing. |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Apr 26, 2015 18:36:39 GMT
Black Dodge Challenger avoided squishing little hell bug on the highway. But not because driver cared about that insect. Hell bugs are meaningless. One hell bug less didn't matter to Marcel "Marc" Lestrange at all. Only reason not to end it's life, was driver's wish to avoid his car slipping from the road. Marcel enjoyed combination of high speed and his skilful driving. It made him feel being in control of everything.
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At moment Marcel was in full control of the situation, holding tall, young looking and quite handsome man at his gun point. Youngster's face was calm, but he still kept his hands in air as Marcel has ordered him to do, so it was clear who obeyed whom.
"The box please," said Marcel with his cold voice. "Give it to me, mon ami, and don't play stupid and try to act like a hero."
Young man looked at his emotionless eyes and said: "I knew, that you will double cross me one moment, to get everything for yourself. At least you had brains to keep me alive, until we broke out from that bunker."
"Just a rational thinking, mon ami," replied Marcel. "It was more useful to let you live until now. You are experienced fighter, so my chances to stay alive were much higher with you, but now you are useless to me. I even might spare you if you give me the box, but you can forget about your fee. I don't like to share."
"Sorry, "friend", but my professional ethics won't allow me to give anything to you even standing in front of your gun barrel. If you want that box so bad, you will have to take it from my pocket yourself," said young man to him. "At least our employers can't blame me for giving it away."
"Just mere technicalities," grinned Marcel. "They will get their order completed anyway. I will deliver it to them myself and collect all reward money. And it won't even matter if you give the box to me or I will take it from you." Holding gun in his right hand, he stepped closer to the youngster, and slide his left hand into youngster's right pocket. After few seconds he pulled out the box.
"See how easy it was," he announced and wanted to open the box.
"I thought you were professional, known for your delicacy. And now you want to satisfy your curiosity. I thought that you are above that," mocked youngster. For his arrogance he received light blow with the butt of Marcel's pistol.
"I could kill you now, but humiliating you offers much more fun. Adieu, mon ami!" said Marcel before he got into his vehicle and drove away. Only few hours of driving and he stopped his car in front of old castle and marched into great hall, where client was already waiting, rubbing his well manicured hands together. "All done, Marc?" he asked. "Hope there wasn't any complications?"
"Not at all. Took the box and left him there," replied Marcel, not mentioning that he didn't shoot his partner. Then he handed the box over and watched client opening it. Instead of receiving any money or even hearing simple "Thank you" for his double effort of infiltrating into the bunker and betraying his partner, his ears caught couple of angry questions: "Are you fucking kidding me? Where is the right box, you imbecile?" And irritated client pulled fresh ham sandwich out from the box. "Get out and get me the right one! Unless it's too late already, you idiot!""
It was too late, because soon after Marcel had left, young man pulled correct box out from his left pocket and before leaving the scenery, said: "I told you that I knew, you will try to double cross me. That's why I put the box into my left pocket. You are right handed after all, so you hold gun with it and use the left one for searching my right pocket where my sandwich box was. Also I assumed that you won't kill me. Humiliation seems to be more of your liking. It was risky, but I still managed to fool you, mon ami."
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Thinking about that, made Marcel press the gas pedal to the metal. "Someone is going to pay for that little trick, you played on me. And now it's my turn to laugh," he said when his black Challenger turned to dusty road and stormed towards San Francisco area.
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